He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 185 - 178 Leave right after spending the night mainly

Chapter 185: 178: Leave right after spending the night, mainly promoting irresponsibility (first update)

Chapter 185: 178: Leave right after spending the night, mainly promoting irresponsibility (first update)

Qin Qi stiffened for a moment, awkwardly withdrawing his hand, “It’s okay if you don’t change the way you address me.”

The phone rang.

“I need to take a call.”

Qin Qi answered the call and walked outside, “Mr. Chen.”

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Chen Qiuchan was Qin Qi’s teacher and also his boss, the current CEO of Huaqi Technology.

Qin Qi left after finishing the call.

Liu Wenhua felt sorry for her daughter and didn’t have the heart to make her actually copy the book. As soon as Qin Qi left, she ran in front of Wen Changling and stuck out her tongue with a teasing face.

Wen Changling took out a pudding from the drawer, its bottle packaged beautifully.

“What’s this?”

“Pudding.”

Upon hearing it was food, Qin Nai protectively claimed it, “All the food in the fridge is mine, who allowed you to touch it.”

“This one isn’t.”

“If I say it is, it is!”

The Little Princess did as she pleased, rushing forward to snatch it.

Wen Changling let go, letting her take it.

*****

After dinner, Wen Changling returned to her room and discovered that the bed was wet and the toy water gun was thrown on the floor. Children aren’t good at covering things up; it was clear whose masterpiece this was without having to think about it.

She needed to finish this quickly, staying here was annoying.

Wen Changling moved a chair to the window, sat down, and leaned on the window sill to gaze at the starry sky.

What was Xie Shang doing?

“In the future, whenever I look up at the stars, I will think of you.” A casual remark from the past had turned prophetic.

Wen Changling spaced out for a long time until her neck started to ache, then she moved her arms. She checked the time; it was ten o’clock and she was a bit thirsty so she got up and went downstairs.

The Qin Family’s villa was huge with high floors and at night, it felt empty.

Wen Changling suddenly stopped walking as her eyes turned towards the kitchen.

“Slow down.”

The Qin Family’s nanny, named Shen Ru, was young and didn’t talk much. Wen Changling didn’t realize until now how soft her voice was.

As if sensing something, Shen Ru suddenly looked up and met Wen Changling’s gaze. She immediately pushed against the man pressing down on her.

The man also looked up.

Without his glasses, there was a mole on his cheekbone, the only distinct difference in appearance between Qin Ke and Qin Qi.

Approaching fifty, Qin Ke wasn’t sure whether it was his good health or his fondness for medicine that kept him full of vigor. With someone watching, he became even more energetic, continuing his actions while staring intently at Wen Changling.

Wen Changling felt a bit nauseated.

Qin Ke often didn’t come home at night. This was the first time he’d come face to face with his brother’s “illegitimate daughter,” and it was indeed unforgettable. Such beautiful eyes.

“Would you like to come closer for a better look?” Despite Shen Ru’s struggles, Qin Ke was excited and his gaze upon Wen Changling became increasingly brazen.

Wen Changling turned decisively and went back upstairs.

On the second floor corridor, Liu Wenhua stood there in her pajamas. After a brief exchange of glances, she lowered her head and returned to her room.

She knew what her husband was doing downstairs.

Wen Changling also returned to her room and left the door open, with only a small gap. About half an hour later, voices came from outside.

“Why did you suddenly have an allergic reaction?”

Qin Ke’s attitude towards his wife was very poor, his tone irritable, “How do you take care of the children?”

Qin Nai complained that her body was very itchy and tearfully told her father, “It was that bad sister, she gave me a mango pudding.”

“Mango?”

Qin Ke looked at Liu Wenhua.

Liu Wenhua meekly said she would go get the medicine.

Sometime later.

“Where did the medicine come from?”

Liu Wenhua answered her husband, “There happen to be some allergy medicine in the medicine box downstairs.”

Qin Qi was allergic to a variety of foods, so there was always medicine stocked at home.

*****

The blanket was wet.

It was quiet outside, time to rest, but Wen Changling didn’t want to change the blanket. This was the Qin Family’s territory, and the air seemed filled with an invisible net that made her very uncomfortable.

Qin Qi, addicted to playing the role of the doting father, had even bought her a car yesterday. She drove out, her driving still clumsy, moving slowly on the road. She had only wanted to catch a breath, but unconsciously, she arrived at Lotus Pond Street.

Every night at the Qin Family, she couldn’t close her eyes in peace.

“Just go in and sleep for one night,” she told herself.

The spare key that Xie Shang had given her was left under the flower pot, she didn’t take it with her. She went to move the flower pot, the key was still there.

She used the key to open the door, and passing the courtyard, she saw Huahua who meowed at her. She ignored it, walking towards Xie Shang’s room guided by the moonlight.

Pushing open the door, she smelled a strong fragrance of gardenia. The moonlight filtering through the curtains was barely enough to see by; there was an incense burner on the table, sending up a delicate curl of smoke.

She turned on the light.

The moment the room filled with light, Xie Shang raised his hand to shield his eyes.

Through the gaps between her fingers, Wen Changling saw his beautiful, amber-like pupils. He was wide-eyed and frozen, sitting on the bed without moving.

She should have turned around and left, but she forgot to move her feet.

“Why are you here?”

“I ran out of Chinese honeycomb, so I came back.” He needed to light incense to see her.

She slowly walked over.

Unlike every time the Chinese honeycomb took effect before, those illusions of her wouldn’t move; Xie Shang got out of bed barefoot, instinctively raised his hand, but stopped just before touching her face, not daring to touch.

“Is it an illusion?”

Xie Shang wasn’t sure.

He had smelled too much Daydream Fragrance.

Wen Changling answered, “It’s an illusion.”

Xie Shang lifted her face and kissed her.

Violent, fierce.

That was his nature.

He picked her up with one hand, placed her on the bed, knelt between her legs, grabbed her ankles, and touched the slipperiness of a hand.

As he moved forward continuously and she leaned backward, creating distance between them, their lips and teeth brushed faintly against each other. He quickly caught up, kissing her gently. When the warmth on the lips faded and their bodies got closer, he kissed deeply again, occasionally biting lightly, and apologizing if it hurt.

After apologizing, he kissed her even more fiercely, later on not holding back at all—driven by selfish desires, wanting to indulge, to take, completely dominating.

“Xie Shang.”

Wen Changling couldn’t catch her breath, pushing lightly.

If it had been when he was sober, Xie Shang would surely have listened to her. But not now; he took her hands, lifted them high, and pressed them against the pillow.

“I’m sorry.”

He wanted to be a bit more rough.

He was never a compliant character, always a madman who dared to do anything.

“Does it hurt?”

His abdominal muscles were tense; his cold white fingers pressed against Wen Changling’s wrist, leaving red marks. The red against white was highly sensual, making Wen Changling’s head spin.

Yet his gaze was filled with utmost tenderness.

Sensual, wrenching, suffocating, like a ridiculous and chaotic dream.

He kept saying in her ear: “Bear with it.”

“Baby, bear with it.”

*****

She awoke from a big dream.

Xie Shang looked at the empty room, feeling sentimental and dazed.